Sakhara
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Sakhara
Justin's groan was loud as he got up from the couch... not that he'd been laying there all that long. "Oh its great to be back." The common space of the academy was largely filled with other students but the trio's return was different for all three. Justin, and Alexandria had done well... they had done well before he had left, but Albion and Northwind had proven to be strong competitors. Robinson's pair of cadets had eked victories against Warrior's hall, which had cemented the New Syrtis favorite in last place but Robinson hadn't done well against the assault mech and Alexandria in her orion had put the duke of rio's son out of action in both their original matches and the follow on sets.
Justin had done well against the Highlander in the second set but had still taken a beating that in a real battle would have probably have left both mechs in need of serious repairs. Justin's loss in the bout meant nothing really... really he had done well and it had no bearing on production decisions for the Cataphract. It was all about logistics.
That had always shaped the cataphract decisions. The choice of the Imperator A auto cannons used on the Rifleman. The same for the large laser... but if the trooper project Rifleman went forward well there was going to be less impetus to produce the Imperator A or more examples produced but that problem could be looked at from different angles.
"You only have a few more months," Henry pointed out tapping his noteputer, and double checking the delivery receipts. He didn't look up as Justin groaned while he stretched, or the half incoherent ;I know' that ushered from the shorter senior. The Stingray, the F 90, had a reputation as an ASF for hitting dropships parked on the ground. It was in that he planned to rely on... not so much because he didn't think they were capable of engaging DropShips in the air, but because he wanted a competent air to ground attack platform to support his masses of medium of tanks, and hovercraft...and battlemechs.
That it ran off a 240 Vox engine was great for logistics as well. It was plenty of reason to transfer more to Bristol. Subsidiaries focused on manufacturing armor had been a consideration anyway, before the lawsuit... and as much as that surprise pissed him off he couldn't just blow it off. Even while he was here for the semester he was going to have to keep on top of it.
The obvious solution was going to be to make changes to the Devastator and the Schrek to differentiate the models. Use the Vox240 pull the TTS and Comms gear for Federated Suns, and hope that was fucking enough at least for the short term. They could use starslab pattern armor like the Partisan he supposed as well.... but it was just the headache of having to make those changes ... and the concern that it might not be enough.
If that wasn't enough for the Schrek then that was a problem. Theycould make improvements to the Devastator as a tank. Henry reached up t o pinch the bridge of his nose hoping against hope it would stemthe mounting headache. Commonality of parts. Same engine, same armor... ideally same everything except the guns.
It could have been worse.
Alexandria looked over her tea cup. "What are you going to do?"
Sakhara had an armor school. "The Devastator carries a fusion engine," He muttered closing his eyes and working backwards, "It needs more armor protection." Henry made a mental note to himself to email the vice chancellor ... the legal side of things was his problem, but he hadn't been looking to customize the Devastator tank at the time this had all started... now there was a reason to so more armor made sense, and that would protect the crew and it would be less risk of the fusion... which he could replace especially within jump distance of Sakhara. He almost considered the matter of caseless ammunition... but there wasn't a supply chain for that anywhere but here... no that would definitely have to wait. "Medium lasers," He muttered." Missiles and support would need tobe relegated to other units... let the schreks serve as direct fire support at range that had proved to work, and go from there. "We've got a lot to do now that we're back." The whole tank thing was a pain in the ass but he'd figure it out... and a small petty part of him wanted to rush through the meklab essence digging around for anything that Aldis industries would build in the future and patent introtech versions of all of it just for the hassle.
He could still do that... but doing it right now would just raise a shit ton of questions he didn't have time to answer, or argue about. They had a lot that needed to be answered... and talking to the other corporations... and there was always the possibility that yeah maybe Davion leadership was right and this was nebulous convoluted Capellan scheme to just lawfare a problem for the Federated Suns... and then there was the chance it was Terra... that it was ComStar.
"What are we going to do?" Justin asked, "More unit drills?"
"Among other things," All of them, the graduating class wouldn't have made it this far without being competent mech pilots, that asn't going to be a problem. All of them could drive and shoot, and in theory they should have all been able to work together pairedup as lances... but could they work together as larger groups in tasks not immediately related to driving their mechs. "There are staff material that still needs to be covered, and coordination with the other arms," He glanced at the AFS transfer orders, "We're going to coordinate your class with armor and air power," It wouldn't be for another few weeks ,but that lesson was going to be important since the idea was to insure that the graduating cadets even the ones not going to the cadre were well versed, well prepared for frontline service. "I'm going to drill it into your heads, that having combat vehicles helping on the field is a major benefit, so you can expect that." Watching battle roms for the last ride of the sword of light just hadn't cut it for most of hte young mechwarriors... the battle in January of 3014 simply was a grand victory over the hated national enemy.... but it had not cleared old biases or views of how warfare was conducted or the chauvinism, parochialism of combat. "Besides ... well in addition to that the opposing force training is going to be expanded. Bard should be back here in a couple of months... March I think, so you can expect the rangers as well. Be ready for that." He advised.
Justin's groan was loud as he got up from the couch... not that he'd been laying there all that long. "Oh its great to be back." The common space of the academy was largely filled with other students but the trio's return was different for all three. Justin, and Alexandria had done well... they had done well before he had left, but Albion and Northwind had proven to be strong competitors. Robinson's pair of cadets had eked victories against Warrior's hall, which had cemented the New Syrtis favorite in last place but Robinson hadn't done well against the assault mech and Alexandria in her orion had put the duke of rio's son out of action in both their original matches and the follow on sets.
Justin had done well against the Highlander in the second set but had still taken a beating that in a real battle would have probably have left both mechs in need of serious repairs. Justin's loss in the bout meant nothing really... really he had done well and it had no bearing on production decisions for the Cataphract. It was all about logistics.
That had always shaped the cataphract decisions. The choice of the Imperator A auto cannons used on the Rifleman. The same for the large laser... but if the trooper project Rifleman went forward well there was going to be less impetus to produce the Imperator A or more examples produced but that problem could be looked at from different angles.
"You only have a few more months," Henry pointed out tapping his noteputer, and double checking the delivery receipts. He didn't look up as Justin groaned while he stretched, or the half incoherent ;I know' that ushered from the shorter senior. The Stingray, the F 90, had a reputation as an ASF for hitting dropships parked on the ground. It was in that he planned to rely on... not so much because he didn't think they were capable of engaging DropShips in the air, but because he wanted a competent air to ground attack platform to support his masses of medium of tanks, and hovercraft...and battlemechs.
That it ran off a 240 Vox engine was great for logistics as well. It was plenty of reason to transfer more to Bristol. Subsidiaries focused on manufacturing armor had been a consideration anyway, before the lawsuit... and as much as that surprise pissed him off he couldn't just blow it off. Even while he was here for the semester he was going to have to keep on top of it.
The obvious solution was going to be to make changes to the Devastator and the Schrek to differentiate the models. Use the Vox240 pull the TTS and Comms gear for Federated Suns, and hope that was fucking enough at least for the short term. They could use starslab pattern armor like the Partisan he supposed as well.... but it was just the headache of having to make those changes ... and the concern that it might not be enough.
If that wasn't enough for the Schrek then that was a problem. Theycould make improvements to the Devastator as a tank. Henry reached up t o pinch the bridge of his nose hoping against hope it would stemthe mounting headache. Commonality of parts. Same engine, same armor... ideally same everything except the guns.
It could have been worse.
Alexandria looked over her tea cup. "What are you going to do?"
Sakhara had an armor school. "The Devastator carries a fusion engine," He muttered closing his eyes and working backwards, "It needs more armor protection." Henry made a mental note to himself to email the vice chancellor ... the legal side of things was his problem, but he hadn't been looking to customize the Devastator tank at the time this had all started... now there was a reason to so more armor made sense, and that would protect the crew and it would be less risk of the fusion... which he could replace especially within jump distance of Sakhara. He almost considered the matter of caseless ammunition... but there wasn't a supply chain for that anywhere but here... no that would definitely have to wait. "Medium lasers," He muttered." Missiles and support would need tobe relegated to other units... let the schreks serve as direct fire support at range that had proved to work, and go from there. "We've got a lot to do now that we're back." The whole tank thing was a pain in the ass but he'd figure it out... and a small petty part of him wanted to rush through the meklab essence digging around for anything that Aldis industries would build in the future and patent introtech versions of all of it just for the hassle.
He could still do that... but doing it right now would just raise a shit ton of questions he didn't have time to answer, or argue about. They had a lot that needed to be answered... and talking to the other corporations... and there was always the possibility that yeah maybe Davion leadership was right and this was nebulous convoluted Capellan scheme to just lawfare a problem for the Federated Suns... and then there was the chance it was Terra... that it was ComStar.
"What are we going to do?" Justin asked, "More unit drills?"
"Among other things," All of them, the graduating class wouldn't have made it this far without being competent mech pilots, that asn't going to be a problem. All of them could drive and shoot, and in theory they should have all been able to work together pairedup as lances... but could they work together as larger groups in tasks not immediately related to driving their mechs. "There are staff material that still needs to be covered, and coordination with the other arms," He glanced at the AFS transfer orders, "We're going to coordinate your class with armor and air power," It wouldn't be for another few weeks ,but that lesson was going to be important since the idea was to insure that the graduating cadets even the ones not going to the cadre were well versed, well prepared for frontline service. "I'm going to drill it into your heads, that having combat vehicles helping on the field is a major benefit, so you can expect that." Watching battle roms for the last ride of the sword of light just hadn't cut it for most of hte young mechwarriors... the battle in January of 3014 simply was a grand victory over the hated national enemy.... but it had not cleared old biases or views of how warfare was conducted or the chauvinism, parochialism of combat. "Besides ... well in addition to that the opposing force training is going to be expanded. Bard should be back here in a couple of months... March I think, so you can expect the rangers as well. Be ready for that." He advised.